I'm not just human!

Of the three divinely favored families, apart from the Secret Eye family, they have always been very fond of martial arts.

Therefore, both the Gilgamesh family and the Star Dragon family have prepared an arena in their largest banquet halls!

As Emperor Shalatu pressed down with his right hand, all the murals depicting heroic epics on the thousand-meter-high palace dome lit up simultaneously.

Countless rays of light, like tiny snakes, intertwined and fell from within, entwining and constructing a Roman-style arena, which thus came into being.

The moment the arena was completely constructed, it suddenly lit up with seemingly endless ancient runes and magical circuits, and with a "hum," it underwent the most extreme reinforcement.

Indeed, this is the case. The arenas of the Gilgamesh family and the Star Dragon family are designed to allow beings of the level of Grand Lords to fight and kill each other without allowing any of the aftershocks to leak out.

As for how they did it, it's quite simple. As a family favored by the gods, during the first ten thousand years of the universe, their respective righteous gods, namely the "Paradox Clown" and the "False Rules," personally blessed their arena.

Even after 30,000 years, the righteous god's remaining power is still there, and has not diminished in the slightest.

“Crimson Agent, although I am no longer the head of the Gilgamesh family, that's right, Shafa actually became the head of the family yesterday, but it shouldn't be a problem for me to preside over this competition for the head of the family, right?”

Emperor Shalatu spoke loudly, gazing at the crimson proxy at the entrance of the hall.

The Crimson Proxy spread his hands, making a gesture of complete agreement, before saying:

"Grandpa, then we'll do as you say."

Emperor Shalatu's gaze turned cold. He wanted to rebuke him with "Don't try to get close to me," but after thinking about it, he held back.

As the Holy Emperor of the Church of Paradox, an old fox who had lived for thousands of years, He sensed a strong conspiracy from the very beginning.

Originally, He speculated that an Outer God might be behind the Scarlet Agent and the Fearful Witch King, which would make dealing with them very troublesome.

However, Xia Fa's words directly enlightened Him.

In any case, the Crimson Proxy is here to compete for the position of family head. As long as we defeat the Crimson Proxy, or even kill Him, then there's nothing more to say about the Crimson Proxy himself or the forces or beings behind Him.

If they really go too far and dare to continue causing trouble, Emperor Sharatu wouldn't mind praying to the righteous god he serves, the Paradox Clown, to have the righteous god intervene and deter these villains.

The next moment, the Crimson Proxy took a step, its figure dissipating like a blood mist, and then it appeared in the arena above.

Facing the gazes of his elders, including Patriarch Osius, Pope Hercules, and Patriarch Heimdall, Xia Fa made a slight nod to reassure them.

boom!

His figure suddenly dissipated, but it dissipated like starlight. Immediately afterwards, large stars shining with cross-shaped light appeared above the arena.

From one of the large stars, Xia Fa took a step forward and slowly landed.

"The Gate of Stars... it's actually been developed to this level!"

Although the arena was overhead, those present were all rulers or extraordinary monarchs with incredibly powerful spiritual intuition, so it did not affect their viewing experience in the slightest.

In fact, even a demigod or a whale-level superhuman could see things from a normal perspective by compensating for each other with their own vision and spiritual intuition. Moreover, there were no beings below the level of demigod in this hall, except for the waiters.

Seeing Xia Fa enter the ring in this way, many discerning people noticed something amiss.

This is undoubtedly the "Starlight" in the "Starlight Body" of the "Gate of Stars," but the fact that it has been developed to this extent has made many people realize that Xiafa is not simple.

"Not bad, not bad. That little bug that I almost crushed with a flick of my wrist back then actually dares to stand on the same stage as me now."

The voice of the Crimson Agent rang out, but He did not speak; instead, He conveyed it through spiritual intuition.

Clearly, He didn't want to reveal anything.

Seeing this, Xia Fa was quite pleased and, using his spiritual intuition, said:

"I thought you didn't remember those things, but it seems you do."

Whether it was the second uncontrolled Snow Demon's descent, the Crimson Agent's surprise attack in the God's Land in the desert to kidnap Princess Victoria, or Greenbeard's attempt to kill everyone on his ship... Xia Fa remembers clearly that he was almost affected by each of these incidents.

Especially the first time, the snow demons that the Crimson Agent released randomly chose their targets to entangle, and they just happened to choose me. I don't know if the Crimson Agent was just unlucky or if I was just unlucky.

At this moment, the Crimson Agent, through spiritual intuition, also said in a rather wistful tone:

"Yes, if I had known that when I first discovered the problem, I should have ignored the risk that Osius might be staying in Rum City and just sent Pompeii to kill you. Then there wouldn't have been so much trouble later."

He paused, then continued:

"Or perhaps, in the divine land of the desert, I only need to strike a second or two earlier, catching the Mist King off guard, or on Greenbeard's ship, I can completely imprison the flow of time..."

Xia Fa was genuinely surprised. He thought that the Crimson Agent would only remember one or two things at most, but he didn't expect that He would remember everything.

The Crimson Agent then removed the Soul-Destroying Revolver from his waist. This Soul-Destroying Revolver seemed to have undergone a new forging, becoming a material intertwined with bone and flesh, making it look exceptionally powerful, even giving Xia Fa the feeling that it was close to an outer mystical treasure.

The Crimson Proxy, holding a revolver in his left hand, loaded a Soul-Destroying Bullet into the magazine in full view of everyone. Then, he stretched out his right hand and rolled the magazine on the sleeve of his purple striped suit.

Whoosh—!

The magazine rolled rapidly, and under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people, He still managed to point the muzzle of the Soul-Destroying Revolver at His own temple.

The voice of the Scarlet Agent came once again through spiritual intuition.

"Actually, I didn't really notice you until you were able to join forces with the Father of Ten Thousand Stars and the Shark Princess to kill the Roaring Emperor."

"Then, I did a simple divination and discovered that there was so much history between you and me."

"However, no matter what, you are just a small pebble in my plan, Xiafa."

The Crimson Executor's index finger twitched slightly, as if it were truly preparing to pull the trigger, even though it was at a crucial moment when, for Him, His great scheme was about to succeed.

His voice once again rang in Shaphat's ears through spiritual intuition:

"But, since you already knew me, you should know my style of doing things. I'm used to leaving everything to fate to judge. After all, nothing is more intriguing than fate."

"If this shot doesn't kill me, I'll kill you, but your sacrifice won't be in vain."

“Shafa, you have no idea what happened in the past or what will happen in the future. Whether it’s sacrificing you or those hundreds of refugees in Rum City, it doesn’t matter to me at all.”

boom! ! !

As soon as he finished speaking, the Crimson Agent pulled the trigger.

The Soul-Destroying Revolver, a vessel intertwined with bone and flesh, saw its gear-like components spin rapidly. In an instant, immense supernatural power coalesced, unleashing the Soul-Destroying Bullet, capable of annihilating the soul and will of any being below the level of a god.

With a soft thud, that was the sound of a bullet piercing the fragile skull at the temple, penetrating flesh and brain, and then passing through the other side.

The Fearful Witch King Patriarch could not have imagined it, Emperor Shalatu could not have imagined it, and even the most unpredictable Patriarch Heimdall could not have imagined it... that the Crimson Agent would inexplicably shoot and kill Himself!

The extraordinary monarchs and the mysterious emperors were all taken aback, and the other rulers and extraordinary monarchs present were even more astonished, completely unable to comprehend what had happened.

What's going on here?

This guy called the Crimson Proxy, isn't he here to vie for the position of clan leader? And judging by his strength, he has already reached the terrifying level of a transcendent monarch.

But why... did He shoot Himself to death?

"Could this guy have... gone too far with the rituals?"

The Mist King murmured to himself. Among everyone present, only He knew the Crimson Agent and had even fought with him.

However, having only signed fifteen secret contracts across the entire universe, He was of little influence at the Gilgamesh family's grand banquet. Furthermore, with the Crimson Agent inexplicably becoming a High Lord, He dared not speak out about past grievances for fear of incurring the Crimson Agent's retaliation.

But the Mist King never expected that this Crimson Agent... would actually shoot himself dead with a single shot!

This is way too exaggerated...

"Hiss, now that you mention it, I seem to remember something. In the Wandering Treehouse, there used to be a guy who, whenever he went out to do something and kill someone, liked to shoot himself in the head first, shouting something about 'fate's fair judgment,' before he would actually attack his enemy. Could it be this guy?"

One of the general managers of the Gold Miners' Guild spoke up, seemingly remembering something, but this only made his expression even stranger.

They were all powerful beings at the Sovereign level. Many of them had heard of the secret organization "Wandering Treehouse," which seemed to be the force of the Outer God "Crimson Demon Tree" under the command of "Brief Reality."

Moreover, it goes without saying that everyone knows the "Crimson" in the name of the Crimson Agents likely originates from the Outer God, the Crimson Tree.

The Crimson Tree is rumored to be an incredibly powerful Outer God, born in the first ten thousand years of the universe and still alive today, with an age almost as long as that of the nine Great Gods.

At this moment, seeing someone from the Gold Miners' Guild reveal the origins of the Crimson Agents, many people couldn't help but sense a conspiracy.

The Crimson Demon Tree is a person from the Temporary Reality.

The Gilgamesh family, however, had allied with the "Paradox Clown" 30,000 years ago.

Now, the Crimson Agents from the "Wandering Treehouse" under the Crimson Demon Tree are coming to seize the position of head of the Gilgamesh family...

Even though the Crimson Agent is a member of the Gilgamesh family, people still feel that something is off.

Could it be that two righteous gods are fighting behind the scenes?

The mere thought of potentially involving true gods sent shivers down many people's spines. True gods were beings capable of easily destroying most of the universe, even the weakest among them—the [Nature Monarch] and the [Supreme Law].

To put it bluntly, if the two true gods were secretly fighting, everyone here combined wouldn't be enough to kill them all.

But ironically, the Crimson Proxy just shot itself dead with a single shot, using a Spirit-Destroying bullet fired from what appears to be an Outer Mystic Treasure...

The Soul-Destroying Bullet, being an extraordinary item, has no inherent quality; its power depends entirely on the quality of the firearm it is fired from.

Now, the revolver with the Outer Mystic Treasure quality is firing Soul-Destroying Bullets. Even if the Crimson Executor is a transcendental lord... he would be dead beyond any doubt.

Just as everyone was either astonished or bewildered, a strange change suddenly occurred in the arena!

Where Xia Fa stood, a spirit-destroying bullet appeared silently, spinning at high speed, and instantly approached the back of his head.

As the saying goes, those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly. The spirit-destroying bullet seemed to have the effect of blocking all perceptions, including spiritual intuition. Even though it was about to hit the back of Xia Fa's head, Xia Fa remained standing in place, as if he hadn't sensed it at all.

However, the tens of thousands of guests present could see it clearly.

"Mr. Xia Fa!"

Some noble ladies couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Xia Fa was handsome and masculine, with a face that resembled an ancient Greek sculpture. He was also a divinely ordained saint. Many noble ladies present had fallen for him at first sight and naturally did not want anything to happen to him.

Among the many guests, a young woman who looked to be in her thirties, with a delicate figure, an oval face, and big round eyes, couldn't help but show a hint of worry.

Although she appeared to be a gentle and delicate woman, she wore a magnificent and elegant court dress and held a scepter of the level of an outer mystery treasure. Her aura was extraordinary, comparable to that of the Great Emperor of Mystery.

This delicate yet majestic young woman is none other than Lumir, the Queen of the Dolls and the ruler of the Endless Realm!

This time, the Gilgamesh family held a grand family banquet, and naturally invited doll girls, catgirls, vampires, and other humanoid supernatural beings.

Of course, those who came were all ruler-level beings. For example, the doll girls were brought by the Doll Queen Lumir herself.

At this moment, the Doll Queen Lumiel's round eyes also revealed a look of anxiety and worry, but she knew that there was nothing she could do.

Because this is the gladiatorial arena of the Gilgamesh family, blessed by the true god [Paradox Clown] 30,000 years ago.

No one can interfere with the situation inside in the slightest.

The sounds of talking and conversation will not be heard.

Once the arena is opened and both sides enter, the duel begins, and the arena will automatically close.

At that point, the arena will only reopen if one side dies or concedes defeat.